of thunders

If I lean in to hear you

You talk

Louder

 

And my ears hurt

 

 

.

 

It is something

I am going to

Have

 

To get used to

 

 

.

 

There is the warmth of

Your fingers

Pressing

 

Against my lips

 

 

.

 

It might have been you

Leaning into me,

Listening,

 

But it is like the soft slap of your bath water dividing. 

 

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